Thursday, September 17, 2020

ON THE ROAD TO AJO


Inexplicable -

Riding the motorcycle, yet

Soaring above it.

Flying

And grounded

In one.

High above the desert

I dance a dance,

The wind carrying a melody

Primitive, and

Deep

As a cello.

 

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